Post by Jaggeroth on Aug 9, 2011 23:20:05 GMT -5
Jerry Nate wasn't feeling to good to begin with today, and whatever feelings he still had were about to get crapped on. The bodies of the two warriors barrel rolled against the canvas after Dom's airborne assault on the Satisfying One. A little assistance from his friends, the ring ropes, and Dominik was on his feet again, his face screamed forth into the night that there was too be a real ending to this battle. Tip-toeing over to the turnbuckle, Dom stalked his prey while it sat almost life less with his neck and head being supported by the padded buckle. Jerry's corpse suddenly sprang to life, his face was plastered with fear for his eyes were positioned up, and Santiago's were looking straight down at his battered opponent. The Assassin fixes his gaze at the turnbuckles top, his face suddenly turns almost as white as the canvas below him, in front of his eyes were little, barely noticeable puffs of red smoke ejecting from the top of the turnbuckle.
"Oh, fuck me side ways..."
"What a little bitch. Couldn't handle Dominick so he had to call on his daddy to save his ass yet again."
The trumpets herald forth, promising the destruction of all who stood against the rampaging force ready to invade the minds and lands of any willing to stand before him and his might. The King of Death Matches stands his ground for a few moments before the fog really starts coming in. Santiago had no choice but to go, his escape route was starting to grow thin with the oncoming rush of mist. He vaults from the ring with a spring in his step and patiently awaits for the monster to appear with the safety of the ramp just in reach. Shawn Dreamer, the only other remaining member of the Legion it seemed, comes running down the ramp with Dom's thumbtack chair in hand, he passes it off to the KOTDM and takes up a kendo stick, they both wait on for the appearance of the Psychotic Juggernaut.
"Abandon hope..."
"...Violence, has returned..."
With those cryptic words passing over the P.A system, Krytops exists the mist. The Best seems to be the fans most hated right now as they chant down their disgust for his earlier actions from the rafters on high. He is soon followed by GHW's newest acquisition, Vyrus. The Best and the Uncurable stand beside the ropes and look over their shoulder's towards the back of them, a demon from days gone by breaks through the column of fog and makes his presence known, he speaks his first words since returning to the land where honor was empty, and glory was all that really mattered.
"Dom...for once it looks like it is I who have you at my mercy, and for once, you're going to play the fool tonight! No one escapes the debilitating force I have been able to conjure up straight out of myth itself...Attack my horde..."
With that, the sides of the ring billow out, from the waves of clouded wonder springs forth two shambling figures, in the light they seem to be not of this world, even from a different plane of existence if you will.
"It's D-boy and STAIN! Jaggeroth has acquired two new minions for his onslaught against GHW's pure!"
The fat, bloated corpse of D-boy begins jogging his way from the ring towards the two remaining Legion members, ready to dwell out the fires of his eternal hunger, if only for a moment. Stain's nimble body beats him there though, at the last second, and for his troubles the famished beast is the first to eat the piercing steel in Dominik's hands. The pointed pricks of the thumbtacks inbedded into STAIN's head, when Dom tried to pull it out, he was greeted with a splash of green, viscous liquid all over his face. Shawn was already on the offensive once D-boy joined the party, his kendo stick was in a flurry while he tried to slap away the snapping teeth of the zombie fatty that wanted to pick his brain. The dynamic duo decided their best chance was to flee the scene, cause they knew there were a lot more then this waiting around to tear them limb from limb. Running up the ramp, Shawn and Dom both halt at the top while the Hordes men below began their stiff legged journey up, they quickly bowed to the fans and raised up with one finger salutes to Jaggeroth, and then disappeared from the scene. The Psycho King stood in the middle of the ring, surrounded by his fog he belted out a fit of laughter from the antics he just stirred up. D-boy and Stain both returned to the squared circle, where they promptly made themselves into a chair, D-boy bent over on his hands and knees while Stain went back to back with Jaggeroth as he sat down, making the Psycho King an impromptu throne.
"That's right, run you little bitches! You've just made the perfect example for how the rest of GHW should react when faced with something you'll never truly, quite understand..."
Contempt with the events that had thus transpired, Jaggeroth smiles dementedly from upon his throne on high...of D-boy's back and with that, he returned to the sermon that was to be delivered to the unwashed masses.
"People of Glory and Honor Wrestling...it hasn't been too long, so introductions aren't necessary for me. Two months ago, a devil women by the name of Haven Cassedy killed me with her cowardice, a blatant sneak attack from on high, there she hung me for you all to bear witness to, and you all cheered...Then, she had the gaul to bury my ass in a river, on my own birthday of all days, and with that, my life force was expunged from existence. I won't go into detail about how I'm still alive, your feeble minds would never understand the masterpiece of my resurrection, but I will tell you this. When I was coming up through the ethereal plains, I saw a certain she-wolf going down, and my laughing stature was the last thing she would ever see before lowering into the abyss. It was certainly a surprise for her, and talking about surprises..."
The titan tron sprang to life, it's white glow and visuals pierced the murky darkness Jaggeroth and crew had set themselves in. It showed Dominik Santiago and Shawn Dreamer running down the hall to the Legion's locker room, Dom was in a hurry looking for the key, but he wasn't going to need it. The door began bowing out after their voices were heard from beyond it's cover, cracks were heard next. Dom and Shawn press against the opposing wall as if their pants had simultaneously been shat in at the same time. In a mad dash, both Legionaries sprint down the hall after the bodies of Jeff Young, AJ. Johnson, Seth the Damned and new acquisition, the heavily muscled Henry Cooper break out of the door through the wooded barrier, their teeth knawing at the air and their hands reaching for the delicious flesh of the Legion. They all packed inside the door, almost preventing their own escape.
Dom: "YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!"
Were the last things heard before the scene goes black. Laughing as if he had just played the greatest prank in history, Jaggeroth squirmed on top of his throne of bodies in violent giggling fits, he corrects himself and returns to his words.
"HAAAA! How does it feel, Dom? Hehehe...You should be happy, you escaped, only because I let you mind you, and you turned out alot better than, per say, Hayden Hardkore. The reigning New Age Champion, the killer Kiwi who has stared down every challenger to his reign, and spit in their eye. Hayden, you didn't seem so cocky when you were on the receiving end of the annihilation I planned for you, a masterpiece of malice if I do say so myself. I haven't seen you tonight yet, Hayden. Are you back there, plotting away at how you'll somehow rise up and vanquish me, like so many other fools? There's one problem you sniveling shit, I've beaten you before, pin you right here in the middle of this ring, and yet, you've never scored against me. I am of a whole different level, Kiwi boy, I'm the bad guy, but I'll never run from you, never hide in the corners and curse your name...I'm of the type of person who comes and and delivers bowel crushing defeats to the mighty, skull crushing beatings to the pure and awe inspiring pain to those just idiotic enough to forget that the playing field means nothing to a being who has been to every plane of existence there is...."
"Beware, Hayden. Beware, Dom...You two have a couple of things that interest me and my new co-horts, and I plan on ripping them from your cold, dead embrace. Shawn Dreamer, you and Kahlan, though not really on the same page these days it seems, you also have a very cherished gift, one that you only gained from my absence into the void, but, I'll let you keep those play things, and collect them when I see fit. Miss. Clarkson, we'll be talking to one another very, very soon. I have another present for you, one, that might of helped out your friends here tonight."
With that, The Time Killer raised from his chair of zombie parts and instructed the two dimwitted corpses to join in the hunt for the Legion. Jaggeroth soon returned to the mic, rambling on about his Horde.
"The plague that I have unleashed onto GHW is one that will never go away. Only I hold the key to the purifying flames that could cleanse this realm, and I only shall once my demands are met. Call me a terrorist, call me whatever you like, but don't forget to mention that I am not a fool, and that the best laid plans, are always the craziest...Hayden, Dom, I know of your plans come Full Circle, and I have my own plans...They could be to sit and wait, or interfere and destroy. You'll just have to wait and find out, Santa doesn't give details this early before our bloody christmas..."
"Mortals of GHW, you can either mount up and prepare for your eventual downfall, or you can turn tail and run like your all mighty Legion has. The King's of the Midnight Carnival have re-banded with new faces, and more warriors are ready to join us in the destructive decadence we have planned for you all. The only thing that will matter is, are you for, or against the Circus..."
TBCB: Vyrus and Krytops, if you two want to add something.
"Oh, fuck me side ways..."
"What a little bitch. Couldn't handle Dominick so he had to call on his daddy to save his ass yet again."
The trumpets herald forth, promising the destruction of all who stood against the rampaging force ready to invade the minds and lands of any willing to stand before him and his might. The King of Death Matches stands his ground for a few moments before the fog really starts coming in. Santiago had no choice but to go, his escape route was starting to grow thin with the oncoming rush of mist. He vaults from the ring with a spring in his step and patiently awaits for the monster to appear with the safety of the ramp just in reach. Shawn Dreamer, the only other remaining member of the Legion it seemed, comes running down the ramp with Dom's thumbtack chair in hand, he passes it off to the KOTDM and takes up a kendo stick, they both wait on for the appearance of the Psychotic Juggernaut.
"Abandon hope..."
"...Violence, has returned..."
With those cryptic words passing over the P.A system, Krytops exists the mist. The Best seems to be the fans most hated right now as they chant down their disgust for his earlier actions from the rafters on high. He is soon followed by GHW's newest acquisition, Vyrus. The Best and the Uncurable stand beside the ropes and look over their shoulder's towards the back of them, a demon from days gone by breaks through the column of fog and makes his presence known, he speaks his first words since returning to the land where honor was empty, and glory was all that really mattered.
"Dom...for once it looks like it is I who have you at my mercy, and for once, you're going to play the fool tonight! No one escapes the debilitating force I have been able to conjure up straight out of myth itself...Attack my horde..."
With that, the sides of the ring billow out, from the waves of clouded wonder springs forth two shambling figures, in the light they seem to be not of this world, even from a different plane of existence if you will.
"It's D-boy and STAIN! Jaggeroth has acquired two new minions for his onslaught against GHW's pure!"
The fat, bloated corpse of D-boy begins jogging his way from the ring towards the two remaining Legion members, ready to dwell out the fires of his eternal hunger, if only for a moment. Stain's nimble body beats him there though, at the last second, and for his troubles the famished beast is the first to eat the piercing steel in Dominik's hands. The pointed pricks of the thumbtacks inbedded into STAIN's head, when Dom tried to pull it out, he was greeted with a splash of green, viscous liquid all over his face. Shawn was already on the offensive once D-boy joined the party, his kendo stick was in a flurry while he tried to slap away the snapping teeth of the zombie fatty that wanted to pick his brain. The dynamic duo decided their best chance was to flee the scene, cause they knew there were a lot more then this waiting around to tear them limb from limb. Running up the ramp, Shawn and Dom both halt at the top while the Hordes men below began their stiff legged journey up, they quickly bowed to the fans and raised up with one finger salutes to Jaggeroth, and then disappeared from the scene. The Psycho King stood in the middle of the ring, surrounded by his fog he belted out a fit of laughter from the antics he just stirred up. D-boy and Stain both returned to the squared circle, where they promptly made themselves into a chair, D-boy bent over on his hands and knees while Stain went back to back with Jaggeroth as he sat down, making the Psycho King an impromptu throne.
"That's right, run you little bitches! You've just made the perfect example for how the rest of GHW should react when faced with something you'll never truly, quite understand..."
Contempt with the events that had thus transpired, Jaggeroth smiles dementedly from upon his throne on high...of D-boy's back and with that, he returned to the sermon that was to be delivered to the unwashed masses.
"People of Glory and Honor Wrestling...it hasn't been too long, so introductions aren't necessary for me. Two months ago, a devil women by the name of Haven Cassedy killed me with her cowardice, a blatant sneak attack from on high, there she hung me for you all to bear witness to, and you all cheered...Then, she had the gaul to bury my ass in a river, on my own birthday of all days, and with that, my life force was expunged from existence. I won't go into detail about how I'm still alive, your feeble minds would never understand the masterpiece of my resurrection, but I will tell you this. When I was coming up through the ethereal plains, I saw a certain she-wolf going down, and my laughing stature was the last thing she would ever see before lowering into the abyss. It was certainly a surprise for her, and talking about surprises..."
The titan tron sprang to life, it's white glow and visuals pierced the murky darkness Jaggeroth and crew had set themselves in. It showed Dominik Santiago and Shawn Dreamer running down the hall to the Legion's locker room, Dom was in a hurry looking for the key, but he wasn't going to need it. The door began bowing out after their voices were heard from beyond it's cover, cracks were heard next. Dom and Shawn press against the opposing wall as if their pants had simultaneously been shat in at the same time. In a mad dash, both Legionaries sprint down the hall after the bodies of Jeff Young, AJ. Johnson, Seth the Damned and new acquisition, the heavily muscled Henry Cooper break out of the door through the wooded barrier, their teeth knawing at the air and their hands reaching for the delicious flesh of the Legion. They all packed inside the door, almost preventing their own escape.
Dom: "YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!"
Were the last things heard before the scene goes black. Laughing as if he had just played the greatest prank in history, Jaggeroth squirmed on top of his throne of bodies in violent giggling fits, he corrects himself and returns to his words.
"HAAAA! How does it feel, Dom? Hehehe...You should be happy, you escaped, only because I let you mind you, and you turned out alot better than, per say, Hayden Hardkore. The reigning New Age Champion, the killer Kiwi who has stared down every challenger to his reign, and spit in their eye. Hayden, you didn't seem so cocky when you were on the receiving end of the annihilation I planned for you, a masterpiece of malice if I do say so myself. I haven't seen you tonight yet, Hayden. Are you back there, plotting away at how you'll somehow rise up and vanquish me, like so many other fools? There's one problem you sniveling shit, I've beaten you before, pin you right here in the middle of this ring, and yet, you've never scored against me. I am of a whole different level, Kiwi boy, I'm the bad guy, but I'll never run from you, never hide in the corners and curse your name...I'm of the type of person who comes and and delivers bowel crushing defeats to the mighty, skull crushing beatings to the pure and awe inspiring pain to those just idiotic enough to forget that the playing field means nothing to a being who has been to every plane of existence there is...."
"Beware, Hayden. Beware, Dom...You two have a couple of things that interest me and my new co-horts, and I plan on ripping them from your cold, dead embrace. Shawn Dreamer, you and Kahlan, though not really on the same page these days it seems, you also have a very cherished gift, one that you only gained from my absence into the void, but, I'll let you keep those play things, and collect them when I see fit. Miss. Clarkson, we'll be talking to one another very, very soon. I have another present for you, one, that might of helped out your friends here tonight."
With that, The Time Killer raised from his chair of zombie parts and instructed the two dimwitted corpses to join in the hunt for the Legion. Jaggeroth soon returned to the mic, rambling on about his Horde.
"The plague that I have unleashed onto GHW is one that will never go away. Only I hold the key to the purifying flames that could cleanse this realm, and I only shall once my demands are met. Call me a terrorist, call me whatever you like, but don't forget to mention that I am not a fool, and that the best laid plans, are always the craziest...Hayden, Dom, I know of your plans come Full Circle, and I have my own plans...They could be to sit and wait, or interfere and destroy. You'll just have to wait and find out, Santa doesn't give details this early before our bloody christmas..."
"Mortals of GHW, you can either mount up and prepare for your eventual downfall, or you can turn tail and run like your all mighty Legion has. The King's of the Midnight Carnival have re-banded with new faces, and more warriors are ready to join us in the destructive decadence we have planned for you all. The only thing that will matter is, are you for, or against the Circus..."
TBCB: Vyrus and Krytops, if you two want to add something.
